They often died at home in those days. My favorite book, Thomas Wolfe’s beautiful “Look Homeward Angel,” deals with this very sensitively and, I’m afraid, very realistically. As he says, death is messy. There is no way around it and we better get used to it.
I’ll never forget my 6 yo son reaching into my mon’s casket to kiss her (I wasn’t prepared for that!) and then stepping back “I hope you have a good time in Heaven, Grandmommie” and my 8 YO daughter touching my grandmother’s nose. We all have to learn about death our own way and if we have have good examples, we handle it ok.
My heart goes out to the Santorum family for this private time being mocked by this miserable human being.